messy love •harrypotterxoc•

• chapter forty eight (4)

theo was battered and not like a split lip and black eye, properly battered. infact he would bet his entire vault that he'd atleast broken a rib.

letters from addy was the only thing keeping him going nowadays, his bestfriend addy. he missed her, like merlin, missed is too little of a word. he needed her more then he ever needed anything right now

he was currently sat at dinner eating some fancy food, that, for one, he didn't even like but shovelled down his throat so he could leave the room quicker away from his parents

"calm down son, your eating too quickly" his father said in a calm voice, he was in an alright mood today "how was your day" he asked

"good" theo said weakly

"good!?! good use better vocabulary" his father bellowed at him "we're notts not peasants, we speak with grace and pride not this slum your talking like. you do remember that don't you, or do i need to remind you like i did the other night"

"no father, it was favourable, i lettered draco and that daphne girl like you asked" theo said cowering down in his seat

"good, good draco is a pureblood and so is that daphne, that's good for future arrangements" his father said eating some more of his food "KRINKLE" he yelled loudly standing up from the head of the table as a house elf came in shaking

"y-yes m-m-master nott" she stuttered, cuts and bruises visable on her body

"what is this eh? this vermin, it looks and tastes like tadpoles, are you trying to kill me" he spat at the elf who fell to the floor in fright as spit came out theo's fathers mouth

"i'm not that lucky" theo said quietly to himself as he played with his food with his fork

"what was that boy" he yelled as theo eyes widened but he still didn't answer his dad "I WILL BE ANSWERED TO, ANSWER ME!" he barked at theo who let out a small whimper "what a pathetic excuse of a son you are" he whispered lowly to him before kicking theo's chair over "pathetic"

theo grabbed his legs and curled into a little ball protecting his head as his dad continuously kicked him leaving bruises all over his lanky, pale body. his dad kicking one of his ribs made theo let's go in pain and his nose get trampled on by his dads leather boot, whilst his mother sits at the table drinking her champagne with her eyebrows raised in distaste

"honey this wine, it's cheap, can you get me another one from the cellar" she asks not glancing at theo whos sobbing in pain

"sure, sure, i'm done getting enough filth on my shoe anyway" theo's dad says and with one look towards theo, he scoffed before spitting on him and walking away muttering words with distaste on theo

"get up theodore, you'll stain the carpet and it's worth more then you" she says with her nose raised.

not shooting any glances to anything  theo ran to his bedroom, locking the door, and ran to his bathroom to look at his now broken nose

"shit" he cursed before getting a towel and shoving it in his mouth and leaned against the wall. he took a deep breath before snapping it back in place, screaming into the towel in his mouth in pain.

he stood up looking at the broken face in his mirror, searching his reflection for the joyful young boy he once was, but the depressed teenager with a fucked up face looked back at him, almost mocking him, laughing at his pain, teasing him